Hol’ your breath
And look back to the takeoff
Let others whistle past
But beg the question of that which cause you to race
As you falter, search within and you will confirm
I must have started well
‘Cause we all do.
The lapse moment makes us differ
But track of time & course keep us in
Behold not to set a chase on the racer that just edged you while I asked you to hold,
For surely your track differs.